Two days ago marked one whole year since we first found out that Dylan was seriously ill. It is the day that a line was drawn, a line that marks life before cancer & subsequently life with cancer. The infinitesimal details that mark before & after are now forever etched firmly in my mind with … Continue reading The Diagnosis

Dylan is six months into his cancer treatment going through the bit called “delayed intensification”. He has recently had two rounds of chemotherapy, is on two different anti sickness meds & has just started steroids. He is groaning in pain in the back of the car which I am driving to take his then seventeen … Continue reading Picture This:

As a youngster my eldest son Ruari showed little interest in any type of make believe kingdom, he was the kind of child who knew Mickey Mouse wasn’t real from the day he was born, he detested Harry Potter & he hated any type of fairground ride with a passion beyond anything I could explain … Continue reading The Truth About Build-a-Bear